After the prince can read minds, he quietly watched his tricks to commit suicide

"Your Majesty, King Chen has arrived." Eunuch Yun went in first to report.

"So fast?" The emperor stopped his writing hand and asked subconsciously.

"Back to your Majesty, the old slave met King Chen as soon as he arrived at the palace gate." Eunuch Yun replied.

The emperor's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he waved his hand to let him in.

"Dust."

Seeing Fang Zhuchen come in, the emperor hurriedly got up from behind the desk and walked down.

Fang Zhuchen's eyes were deep, and he felt even colder in his heart as he looked at the eager figure.

That's it, that's how it's always been.

Ever since his leg became disabled, his father's thoughts have become increasingly difficult to predict. After his accident, he was as protective as ever, but he took back the military power in his hands.

He knew that he had made countless enemies because of his military power, but after something happened to him, he immediately took back his military power without even giving him any time to react.

Now that he has placed an informant in his house, Fang Zhuchen doesn't understand, what exactly does he want to do?

Now that the queen's family is powerful, he doesn't deal with the queen, but instead puts his mind on himself again and again. What exactly does he want to do?

Seeing that the emperor had come closer, Fang Zhuchen lowered his eyes slightly and said, "My son, please see my father."

The emperor smiled and stretched out his hand to help: "Is Chen'er's leg getting better?"

Fang Zhuchen shook his head: "When I return to my father, I think my leg will never recover."

After saying that, he seemed to look away and smiled softly: "My son has long been used to it, so father, don't worry."

Hearing this, a hint of anger flashed across the emperor's brows, but he did not show it. He still smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, this is good."

At least, you no longer have to worry about these troublesome things.

Fang Zhuchen looked around the room, but did not find Chi Nansheng.

Aren't you in the imperial study room?

Incarcerated?

The emperor pulled Fang Zhuchen to chat about household matters, and Fang Zhuchen also agreed absentmindedly. The emperor looked at Fang Zhuchen suspiciously, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"Is Chen'er worried?" the emperor asked aloud.

Fang Zhuchen gave an unattractive smile: "My son, I have come to ask for something, and I hope my father will agree to it."

The emperor's expression darkened instantly. Could it be that Chen'er came here so late because of that concubine?

As soon as he brought people out of the clan's mansion, he rushed over in a hurry.

Isn't it true that Chen'er really likes that bastard as rumored in the streets?

How does this work?

He has no objection to the matter of being a good man.

but......

Don’t like it either!

What's more, this is his son, the prince, how can he really marry a man?

No, this bastard cannot be kept.

When I came to Chen'er, I originally wanted to ask for his opinion. If it was just a toy, that would be it.

But looking at it now, Chen'er's expression didn't look like he just regarded that concubine as a plaything.

Chen'er has never said the word "begging" to herself in all these years.

But today, he even said "begging".

Therefore, after careful consideration, the emperor stopped playing riddles with Fang Zhuchen and spoke directly, taking a preemptive strike. His face became cold and he said dissatisfiedly: "Are you trying to plead for that bastard?"

The corners of Fang Zhuchen's lips raised slightly, he was cold and ruthless, "Yes, please let me go. Nan Sheng is not wrong. He is not Lin Qijun's son."

Fang Zhuchen raised his eyes and looked at the emperor with a slight smile, but...

The coolness in the depths contained a disappointment that he didn't even notice.

"Nan Sheng was just avenging his mother. I think he did nothing wrong. Besides..."

As he said that, Fang Zhuchen took out some envelopes from his waist: "Father, the evidence of Prime Minister Lin Qijun's crimes are all here, and... some of them are written by the Prime Minister's wife."

"If my father can let Nan Sheng go, I am willing to present all the evidence of his crimes."

As he said that, Fang Zhuchen smiled faintly and said something that shocked the emperor: "Lin Qijun is dead, but the Prime Minister's Palace is still there, and the power in his hands is still there."

Fang Zhuchen didn't care about the emperor who had completely changed his expression, and slowly turned the envelope in his hand: "If my father needs to bring down the Prime Minister's Mansion, this mountain of ironclad evidence is the best way to stop Youyou." By all accounts.”

The emperor looked at the son in front of him in astonishment. His eyes were like looking at a stranger, which made him a little confused.

Chen'er...

There is actually evidence of Lin Qijun's crime?

wrong!

This is not the point.

The point is...how did Chen'er know that Lin Qijun was dead?

Also, where did these incriminating evidences come from?

Chen'er can do this, does this mean that Chen'er has not recovered from the fall and is still paying attention to the court?

But......

When Chen'er had an accident, he obviously had nothing, and he injured his leg. How did he do this?

Is it...

Does Chen'er have any backup plans?

Then weren't the people he sent just unnecessary?

The emperor's face can be described as a color palette, sometimes warm, sometimes gloomy, sometimes a little confused.

Fang Zhuchen was speechless for a while. What was his reaction?

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Fang Zhuchen became impatient. He threw the envelope in his hand towards You Yue behind him: "Father, aren't you willing?"

After hearing this, the emperor suddenly came back to his senses. When he focused his eyes, he found that the envelopes were missing. He was confused for a moment. Before he could speak, Fang Zhuchen spoke again.

"Father, my son, I have never asked my father for anything in these years, my son..."

After saying that, Fang Zhuchen bowed directly, took a deep breath, and said:

"Father, I really like Nan Sheng. He has already entered the family. I and he have worshiped heaven and earth. My father has also received his courtesy. She is my princess. I hope that my father will fulfill her wish."

Aren't you always on guard against him?

Didn't he send someone to monitor him?

Then he will live up to his reputation as a good man. He has only one life anyway, so is he still afraid of losing the face of the royal family?

The emperor was so shocked that he couldn't speak. It seemed that what he had in his head was not enough.

When his mother was alive, she did not teach him what to do if his son liked a man.

Nor did he teach him...

His son doesn’t seem to need his protection, so what should he do?

The queen mother only told him that Chen'er must be protected, and the future throne could only be passed on to Chen'er, but she didn't tell him...

What to do now?

Should he get the evidence first and cut off the queen's arm completely?

Or should he first stop Chen'er from wanting this bastard to be his male princess?

No, no, if you really agree to Chen'er, and Chen'er comes to power, wouldn't this bastard become the queen?

From ancient times to the present, I have never heard of a male queen.